… Mostly because I’m already late and I need to get into the shower.
I’m moved, clearly. The job is fantastic and perfect and I love it, but it’s fantastically busy. Things at home are things at home. Things in West Virginia? Falling apart.
It’s entirely too long to get into this minute, but since June 1, my Dad has been in Intensive Care at WVU Hospitals in Morgantown, which means since June 1 my life has been working Monday through Friday and spending Saturday and Sunday at the hospital. He’s making progress, but it’s going to be a very, very lengthy process, so that’s just one of the many reasons I’m not writing much when I get home.
The other is just fatigue of all sorts — I get home somewhat late, and right now, I don’t really have anything great I want to talk about. I have all sorts of things that are bothering me beyond comprehension right now, but I’d rather not put them out here for everybody. It’s just basic life things — and I think with seeing my father’s situation firsthand, it made me realize how fragile life is and how nobody should spend even a single day living a life they don’t want to live anymore.
It’s your today.
It can be whatever you make of it and if you have people in your life not letting you live life to the fullest — in whatever way — get rid of them. You don’t need them. If you keep them around, they’ll only serve to continue to suck the life out of you and break your spirit. Trust me.
But to those of you who e-mailed, sent me MySpace messages, called me, sent me IMs, thanks for missing me. 🙂 I’ve got some pretty spectacular friends.
More later, when I can. It just may be a while.